Chapter 22

Freya’s pov

I cleaned my mouth with the back of my hand as I felt the food sink into my stomach. Zara had eaten to her Gil and she was so happy she had forgotten about the accident as her leg was wrapped into a bandage.

I should have felt relieved. The nurse was kind. The food was hot.

But all I felt was a cold, creeping dread.

This was all a setup. It had to be. Alpha Zac, the big scary Alpha who had a temper like a storm… he doesn’t just do this. Not for an omega who broke his things. Not for a thief. Not for someone he had used in the past and dumped. He was fattening us up. Making us feel safe.

This was his way of trying to make a good example of us. Yes. That was what he was trying to do. He wanted to make a good example of us in front of the fucking pack.

Show everyone what happens when you cross him.

Well, I wasn’t a goat waiting for slaughter. I was smarter than that.

I will find my way out of here and I would save myself and my daughter.

I felt the rush of adrenaline as my renewed strength from the meals I had eaten and the rest I had gave me hope. I got to my feet and rushed to the door as I locked it.

The click was too loud. Was that enough? Could he still get in? This was his house.

I started pacing, my hands twisting together. I had to get out. Now. Before he came back.

My eyes scanned the room in a scared way, looking for anything. And then I saw it. The window. It was big enough for someone to climb through it. And it was a long way down, but… maybe, I could do this. I went to open the window as I looked out of it and saw how far the drop would be.

I needed a rope.

Walking to the wardrobe, I opened it and found a rope hanging at the edge of the wardrobe.

It was rough and strong. Perfect.

With a little thank you to the moon goddess, I picked it up and headed to the window where I tied the rope to the ledge but it looked weak. I looked around the room and saw a heavy chair by the corner.

“Mummy? What are you doing?” Zara asked, staring at me in confusion as I smiled and went to the chair to drag it. Gods it was heavy!

I slowly dragged it to the window where I tied the end of the top to it as tight as I could and pulled with all my weight.

It felt solid. This would work. It had to work.

I then turned to her. “Alright baby, we have to go.”

Now she was confused. “Mama? Go where?”

“Somewhere safe.”

I helped her up and put her on my back.

“But there is a door mama. Why are we going through the window?”

There were things I wished she understood but trust me, it was better if she didn’t know anything.

“Don’t worry love. It’s safe.”

I tied her around my back with the bedsheet and made sure she was safe.

“Hold on, baby,” I said as I slowly grabbed the rope and went over the window.

The cold hit me as I slowly moved down.

While I was going down, I tried my best to not look at how high I was as I felt a crack and then felt the rope cut.

A scream lurched from my body as I reacted in time and left the rope to hold the window sill which broke apart and the broken glass stabbed me in my palms.

I had miscalculated my weight and that of Zara’s and now I felt like my life was flashing begore my eyes.

Zara screamed.

“MAMA!”

My fingers were slipping. The cut on my hand was making everything slick with blood. I couldn’t hold on. I couldn’t.

We were going to fall.

At that moment, I started to wish I had not started this journey. Now I had put my daughters life in danger. Again. Twice in one night. I was really the worst mother ever.

***

Zac’s pov

I followed Marcus through the dungeon as the thick dungeon air hit me.

He led me to a corner and opened the cell as the spy was already sitting in the middle of the room on a chair.

His face was bloodied and I stole a glance at a proud Marcus as I sighed and walked to sit across from him on the chair.

My security guards came in with Marcus as they stood behind me to show a united front.

“Okay,” I smiled. “Welcome to my pack. Now let’s get down to business. Who sent you?”

He spat a glob of blood onto the floor between us. “Go to hell.”

I sighed. I was tired.

I had already had a very crazy day. I didn’t want this to get worse. But he called for it.

I leaned forward. “Look, dude, you’re having a real bad night. It can get a whole lot worse. Just tell me who you work for, and we can all get to bed a little earlier.”

He just glared at me with his one good eye. “I’m not telling you nothing.”

I leaned back in my chair and gave a small, tired nod to Marcus behind me.

Marcus smiled as he went forward and hit the man in his stomach. The man doubled over as he gasped and coughed a bit.

“Now I’ll ask again. Who sent you?”

“I’m from Bloodwood, alright? Are you happy?”

“Yes I know that. What are you doing here? What does your Alpha want with my pack?”

“I don’t know! I swear! He just… he just tells us to do recon. Watch the comings and goings. See who enters, who leaves. That’s it. Just… watch. And report back.”

“Watch for what?” I pressed, leaning forward again.

“I have no idea,” he coughed. “He doesn’t tell grunts like me! He just said it was important. To watch for… for new people. Especially anyone seeking shelter.”

New people. Seeking shelter.

This wasn’t random. They weren’t just scouting territory. They were looking for someone.

I sighed and got up as I looked at Marcus.

“Lock him up. Keep him alive,” I barked at Marcus, already striding for the door.

“Alpha?” Marcus called after me, confused. “We’re not done with him yet! He might know more!”

“I don’t care!” I yelled over my shoulder, taking the stone steps two at a time. “I’ve got to go.”

He nodded as I started walking to my room. I felt something crawl up my spine as I felt that something was wrong and felt a deep pain in my palms.

I had no idea why but I felt something was about to happen.